I once was asked how to make liberty’s idol last for centuriesI know, shape her out of pennies, paint her green with envyShe’ll be standin with her back turned, burnin, smirkin towards her enemiesShe better be hollow from head to toe with horns beamin out respectivelyJust ask pretty penny about her copper torch, shorts, and bad dataMust’ve made her mad, well, the way she turned her back away to fuck her neighborGreen with envy, seen the ending with her forced force torch a saberAshamed of sister liberty, gimmicky sourced, and faith flavoredBoth whores and finicky sports to play the gameLeft sores and razor pissins, different day, the same invaderDrift awayIt’s the way to ensure the surest source for paperYa’ll can either respect her cheddarish scepter or be a slave toYa’ll get me, God bless these snakes, bally fakes, and alley-gatorsWalter Raleighed hate, coca-cola bottle flavored mothers and brothers without a say toOr way to make the rent, pavement played and spent hence, cavemen make the senseAnd fences for cash prayersAnd past tense saviorsThe same bitch’ll make you fly two planes just to awake yaDresses like a million bucks in cash favorsMakes me wanna Ralph Nader, ask Wheezy, Alpha BetaIt’s fast feces and mass sedaters, evil masked to master bait us into class ragsAnd mass graves through crack crusadersSnakes with smart chips that wanna vaccinate usMake us fat and racists, mad and rapists, glad it breaks us[The Siren Of Liberty Island Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com]So she cages us like larouche in the bottom of her blackest basementMakes us fags for fads to keep us in our padded placesHacks a cackled crash and asked us where our scattered faith wentTrash in her left hand, rats in her rightlaughin how the rats altogether rappin, masses jaded

Stacked like a brick shit house, the louse that hatesOn the shortest route to doubt for clout on an out and out to bait youShapes youth and euthanates truth do for take twoSoon as Pfizer breaks through she swoops her prey, elusive ain’t whoJust do it, flew into two traders, it’s today’s newsRight behind her back, gravity’s angel, with a great viewSee she’s a true novice, (novus), ordo seclurumSee a skewed vote is just more dough to secure emTo a view broken and short rope to lure themTo a lewd token choking fool, blue for no insurance, boat cruise ignore the currentDivorce court adjourned with Gomorrah burninSquirmin like a whore in church, service to her person, worship through her purse widthPerfume fumes and vermin, loop de loop nooses drew in cursiveBut why’s she cursinStarts with lie (li) ends in birdie (berty) fly, a little worm told me it’s pervertedGive me your huddled masses backs so we can crack with burdenI once was asked how to make liberty’s idol stand for eonsShe’d brandish a torch with no light on some stolen land she peed onAt the base it’d be a rat race poem for her to rest her feet onThe whole world stirred green with envy like that sheet she donsI once was asked how to make liberty’s idol last for centuriesI know, shape her out of pennies, paint her green with envyShe’ll be standing with her back turned, burning, smirkin towards her enemiesShe’d better be hollow from head to toe, with horns beamin out respectively